The last thing I needed...

I went to the shop today ,
nothing unusual about going to the shop.
As usual my youngest took his time ,
whilst lining up to pay for my shopping I nearly did drop.
Someone I'm trying to forget walking in ,
all of a sudden I felt so sick.
I handed the shopping to my boy ,
and the money too and said to him to be quick.
Just seeing that face again took me by surprise ,
the feelings I still have for him came flooding back.
A glance was had but no words spoken between us ,
no way could I stand in that line and have him see me crack.
The minute my boy took my place in that line ,
out of the shop as fast as I could I did go.
I could feel myself shaking when I got outside ,
the tears I had to fight back not wanting them to show.
He came out just before my boy did ,
but he did not dare turn round to look at me.
Even when I got home I was still shaking ,
was starting to forget him but now I'm reminded because today his face I did see.